PC Holiday

MERRY CHRISTMAS! Thats for all of you who are too afraid to say it anymore.

Vegas Miracles

So I'm sitting here at the Vegas airport and the first thing I see is slot machiens. They are jingle-jangling as people attempt to hit the jack pot. I'm sitting next to a woman who won't stop talking about hot dogs and why its sacreligious to put a hot dog in a bagel. Her husband is a big galumphing man who looks like an orgre. I was being a terrible person and making fun of him in my mind and then he did an amazing thing. He offered his wife his coffee. "Do you want a sip? Or the whole thing? I could get a new one if you want."
I know this seems menial and sort of dumb but it truely touched me. This man loves his wife enough to give her his coffee or get a whole new one for her. I don't know, you just don't see these kinds of people anymore. I hope I have made that kind of impression on someone.

By the way, my flight here from Salt Lake went off without a hitch. I sat in the second row next to the window and nobody sat next to me. I tried to sleep, but because I haven't slept in 24 hours I didn't trust myself that I would wake up in time to catch my connection flight. Anyway, my flight is running about 25 minutes late and I'm pretty happy because it gives me a nice break from having all that potential energy bottled up underneath me.

If you can't Beat it, Eat it

So in case you haven't heard, it's snowing in Rexburg. Lots and lots of snow. As snow melts and refreezes, it creates sheets of ice on the ground making it a pain in the (butt) to walk to class because you slip every five steps. Most of the ground is covered in snow, but there are some parts that are just cement or whatever. The tricky part about walking is trying to desipher if there is ice beneath the snow or if it's just snow. I used to think I knew when there was ice and when there wasn't, but after spending copious amounts of time with my butt smaking the freezing streets, I've decided to avoid the snowy parts all together. I slip a lot less and my shoes don't get as wet. So even though it takes me more time to get from A to B, I take the snowless path.
Now pretend life is a sidewalk in Rexburg and the snow is the sins of the world. The snow make look pretty for the moment, but I promise you will regret tromping through it after you have to thaw your feet. Even though you think you can make it across the icy trail, you will probably slip and fall. That's why its good to have friends to pick you back up when you slip and help you find your way back to the clear way.

I've decided to take my revenge against the snow. One day last week, I took a bowl outside and scooped up some snow. I set it on the kitchen table and looked at it. With flavorings, sugar, and water, I boiled up a simple syrup and poured it over the snow. I had made a literal snow cone. With the fire in my eyes and my furrowed eye brows I began to eat the snow. That'll teach it.